"Don't worry. I'll come check on you in person when we get back home in a couple of days. You're definitely not injured!"
Tong Yanqi, who was in the wrong, immediately admitted his mistake, and while pulling the buttons of his clothes in his hands, he made promises in a coquettish manner, almost swearing to the sky.
Lu Manxi said coldly, "You're the best, baby."
"It should be midnight in China now, right? Why don't you go catch up on some sleep?"
Lu Manxi yawned lazily, "You scared me awake. Forget it, I have to attend that unlucky boy's birthday tomorrow, so I might as well open the package now."
The unlucky boy that Lu Manxi mentioned is Yu Haoyuan, the younger brother of Tong Yanqi’s ex-boyfriend Yu Haoxuan.
However, Yu Haoyuan has been in the same circle with them for a long time, and has known them earlier than his scumbag brother, so they can be considered childhood sweethearts.
A few days ago, this guy was competing with another group of second-generation rich people in driving skills in a deserted mountain in the middle of the night. As a result, he got into an accident and broke his leg.
Fortunately, he brought a bodyguard who was also a good driver, otherwise this guy would have been dead long ago.
Lu Manxi was wearing a suspender nightgown, casually put on a coat, and went downstairs with a pair of scissors.
She was busy with things before, and the gift she bought for Yu Haoyuan and the gift Tong Yanqi sent to her for delivery had not been opened yet. Now that she had nothing to do, she opened them.
Lu Manxi's hands kept moving as she spoke lazily, "You risked your life to save the beauty, and now it's come to the point where you're having a meal with him? What meal? Eat him!"
Tong Yanqi was shocked. No, sister, the real person is right across the street.
Glancing at Yu Wenzhi, the man was looking down at the document in his hand. He looked as cheerful as ever, but I couldn't make out the expression on his face.
He seemed to be concentrating on the documents and not paying attention to the conversation here.
If his ears weren't red.
Tsk, Tong Yanqi felt his face getting hot.
Faced with her bestie's blunt teasing, she could only mumble, "This is too fast. Shouldn't we take it slow?"
Help, Tong Yanqi, you are just like a lunatic who teases decent women and men.
She pursed her lips and lowered her head, continuing to study the buttons in her hands, pretending not to see the man with a red face.
"Yo—okay, you have your own pace, I don't care."
Seeing the large package in front of her, Lu Manxi circled around it, dumbfounded. "Tong Yanqi, you gave him a wheelchair for his birthday? You're incredible! This guy will definitely be cut off from you for a week."
Tong Yanqi smiled softly and said nonchalantly, "If he drives wildly again next time, I'll give him a wheelchair. I'll give him as much as he wants."
"You know what, he's quite the fucking character. On the day he was discharged from the hospital, his mother smiled tenderly at him, then smashed his beloved car right in front of him. It's said that the mother and son are still in a cold war."
"No, I'm so pissed off I'll kill myself. I'm just asking for trouble."
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